Chapter 837

The woman’s face twisted, searching for a comeback. “You’re dodging blame! No guilt, just excuses.”

Jayde stood tall. “You’re attacking someone disabled, calling her a thief in public. I’m not yelling at you—that’s me being polite. You want respect? Start by earning it.”

The crowd wavered, the mood shifting.

The woman, flustered, turned on her daughter. “Get up!” she snapped, shoving her hard. The girl stumbled and fell to the cold floor, crying.

Jayde’s anger cracked, pity flaring. But before she could speak, the woman pointed an accusatory finger. “You scared her! That’s emotional distress. Pay up!”

Jayde’s jaw dropped. Extortion—so obvious it was laughable. This wasn’t the first time they’d pulled a stunt like this.